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The First Mission - (Chapter 1)
Looking around and seeing Cord standing there naked surrounded by three men and looking down seeing a man's arms around him when he was unable to move made him feel a bit unsettled. But Cord didn't look worried or scared. So, he looks at Cord and asks. Umm is everything ok Private Hammach? Why are you naked? What's going on here? And why is this strange man hugging me?
Nolan nods in satisfaction at seeing this Exchange
 "That satisfies me for now, we'll debrief on the way home." 

He looks at Khayman.
"Sergeant, they're all yours." 

Seeing Viego has returned he weighs the young man. 
"Corporal, report" 
Marcus laughs and lets go of the Borg before giving him a pat on the shoulder just enough to rattle him a bit, but not dent him. "Just making sure you're not malfunctioning big guy."
Khayman waited to Veigo to give his report, before handing out orders, But he really wanted to get this group back home as soon as possible. Things needed to be discussed and plans made and with the return of one of the fold and new found Borg, he was sure things were about to get more interesting.
Looks over at Tiburon. Well, that strange man wanted to make sure that you were in control of yourself when they woke you up, hence him hugging you.  As for me being naked, I mean, why not? Cord will reply with a smart-ass grin on his face.  But, yes, everything is ok.  We got rescued by some of the guys I grew up with.
After Cord told him that the group of men were his friends. Tiburon felt more at ease. He then scanned the room to get a better look at them. About than Marcus let him go and slapped his shoulder forcing him to take a step forward from the force of the slap. He turned to face Marcus. Easy big guy! And lets a chuckle. You'll damage the merchandise. I got to look my best for the ladies after all. Then he grabs Marcus's arm. DAM! dude you're a lot stronger than you look! He pauses a moment. Did you just say you were worried that I was going to malfunction? Tiburon than puts on a show by flexing and doing the dance a boxer would do when entering the ring. Not possible I was put together with top notch tech. 

He then turns back towards Cord and covers his eye's. Ugh can someone find a towel or something for him before I go blind?
Aaron walked over to a window and glanced outside. This is a heartwarming reunion boys, truly it is. But we should probably get on that laundry list of shit to sort through before the freshly-freed natives start getting antsy.

He threw a sideways glance at Cord. ...After we find Cord some pants. Or a dishrag and dental floss at least.
Viego salutes the LT, and says. " Sir. I observed that several of the towns folk  appear to be wandering around dazed and confused like. It seems several of them have some slimy goo flowing out of their ears. I believe the thing that was mind controlling them has released them."
Marcus smiled and let the Tiburon go. "There you go my friend. None the worse for wear." 

He looked outside when Viego gave his report and his brother added his two cents. It appeared their mission had been accomplished successfully. "Might be a good idea to make sure the locals are okay now boss."  He shrugs, "These are coalition citizens after all and we did just free them from a supernatural horror."
The civies can wait, Khayman said, then glanced around the area. Brand, call in your truck, I want everyone suited up in proper attire. Once that's done, we can decide what to do with population. 

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